by Snow Eevee » Sat Apr 28, 2012 8:06 pm
Her agent called as she slipped into her room and she left the door slightly ajar. She answered the phone and listened to her agent as she let Boomer onto his perch and picked up the guitar laid carefully in it's case on her bed. "I've listened to the new song... i like... yeah okay... no, tomorrow... three? Alright then... Okay bye." She hung up and settled onto her bed with the guitar on her lap. Her agent wanted to hear her play the newest song the label had composed amd she needed to practice. As she began to play, the music seemed to flow from her soul, creating a sense of peace.
Attention to all my friends: I'm sorry, but I am quitting Chicken Smoothie. I'm just... I'm just done.